c l a r i t y .

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                                                                                   – i don’t see any.

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                                         no matter what.

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Luciel pointed the pocky stick before Clear, intruding his line of sight whilst flashing a grin. "Let me teach you something else, Clear." The slight mischievousness behind his tone was so slight. He placed the pocky in his mouth and inched towards Clear, leaning with legs-crossed expectantly. "Grab 'he ovr en," Luciel said with his mouth occupied. "Like me." He bit the stick, inching closer again.

      ` eh – what is it? ’      question held the weight of genuine curiosity – a sentence wrapped delicately with a lace full of childish wonder. his attention was fully focused, probably too focused and far too serious about something as simple as this. clear mimicked them, posture and all.      ` I understand, ’     he followed their instruction with confidence.       ` ahhh, omn – ‘ike t’is? ’     manners slipped just a little as he spoke with his mouth slightly preoccupied. the premise of the act still doesn’t make complete sense to him. 

         actions still furthered in their mimicry, clear biting a small fraction of the stick and inching closer. patience enveloped him as he awaited further details.

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ghoulpatch.

the sight of blood made his bones ache. it was quick and unexpected, the sharp and deep cut followed by running crimson. kaneki had acted immediately despite the roar in his stomach, the discomfort it set in him. he fretted over clear, insisting he lay down before going to get him a band-aid. “of course i’ll worry,” he replied, coming back with a bottle of water, one of the few things he had stocked in the kitchen besides coffee and sugar. “the cut was so deep.” he sat down beside clear, offering the water bottle and peeling the paper from the bandage. “let me see it,” he insisted. however, the moment he said it, kaneki let himself truly sniff. he hadn’t wanted to, in fear of feeling hungry before this bleeding human. yet as he breathed in, the scent concerned him. his eyebrows furrowed. he had never realized it before, this tang that did not quite match the ordinary. 

          “clear,” he murmured, hoping to be as welcoming as he could be. “are you okay?”

        ` i’m sorry. ’      a tenacious apology held a firmer grasp in his tone than on his hand gripping his arm. like the iron in his body he replicated a stone purpose to keep still.       ` yes, i’m okay. ’     clear tried so desperately to maintain a tone without a hint of any emotion other than casual reassurance -- he was straightforward, hoping that’d change the topic. he’s afraid; afraid that they’d find out and hate him. his face hid behind a mask, hiding an expression that tried to keep blank. he doesn’t want them to worry. he’s nothing to worry over, he believes. it’d take much more coaxing to encourage him to budge. 

       false blood had long dried into a dark red, all flow of it coming to a complete halt. clear realizes by now that it won’t take long to notice this, yet he sits just as still.

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hyperdetect.

   “  —– from an outsider’s perspective of it, i find it rather interesting, though.  ”   The Great Detective smiles happily, childishly, as if he sees nothing wrong in the words spoken ; as if the other’s discomfort means nothing at all.  ( and it doesn’t, really. he’s done this hundreds of times. )   “  why the boring response? i know i didn’t say anything inaccurate.  ”

        ` . . who are you. ’     stern was his sentence, subtly of fear letting his enunciation shake just a little. his first assumption of who they were was not a good one, given that the only people who do know about him were out to dispose of him. he was struck motionless, unblinking, breath held in his lungs.

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shukei.

      Ah—- He supposed this was one way to keep up, though, he wasn’t particularly impressed by it. He did not shake off the weight that had settled onto his back as it did not impede his speed in the slightest. 

       “We will have to work on your agility so that you don’t seek out this solution again.”

       ` guuh . . .i’m sorry. ’      guilt rippled his words with his head hanging. as usual his emotions were expressed quite candidly -- body shrouded with a vibe that only reeked of remorse.      ` but . . i really could not keep up. . ’

[ah-rah]

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ah-rah:

who cares if halloween is already over 👀👀👀 

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carefully fixes clear's scarf. c(:

       ` thank you very much! ’

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“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

                                            RP starters: concern. / accepting!

      ` … ’       reluctance pressed a sound in his neck, words thudding in his throat. surprise left a glint in his eyes and clear had prompted himself on his elbow.      ` it’s okay, i am fine. ’     reassurance was formal in nature. smoothly did a sentence escape his lips like nothing had happened.  he feels rude to deny such hospitality. palm grasped an open wound without a wince of pain tugging facial muscles. artificial blood replicated the real thing, from the red hue, to the coagulation on the ground that it fell against. broken skin reformed under the protection from his hand, gash morphing into nothing but a mere paper-cut. then, nothing. blood still stuck within the wedges of his gloved fingers with his absolute refusal to move his hand.     ` please don’t worry. ’     them being aware of what he really is leaves him frightened, head hung with a fist anxiously balling his free hand. he’s okay. he’s fine. please, don’t waste your feelings on him.

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` Let me take care of you.`

                                             RP starters: concern. / accepting!

     facial features softened. a blink, then two -- phrase sunk deep into his mind for a bit and settled at its leisure. he wants to refuse it. i’m a burden, he thinks. taking care of him will only cause them more trouble and he’s certain of this. the last thing he wants is for saeran to feel obligated into doing something he doesn’t need to do. clear’s aware he’s a handful - far too aware. he’s afraid of the responsibilities saeran will have with this decision. a mouth almost opened to protest, but . . he stops. like an open book, clear was very easy to read. from each muscle that twitched in his face, from the expressions in his eyes, the lips that’d purse and the teeth that’d gnaw on them from the inside. from the moment saeran said that clear held plenty of emotions - surprise, reluctance, acceptance. it came with the gentleness of the smile that rose, how his eyes withdrew his fears and glossed over in serene. 

     love was a very complicated thing he knew little about. one thing that was hard to process was his feelings being reciprocated just the same. it’s a long road. if saeran truly did feel the same, if his words were earnest -- clear knows it’ll hurt them more if clear refused them, than to try and take all the responsibility himself. he finally spoke with words nearly breathless with joy.         ` okay. . ’

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                                                                   @unruhc ♡ !

        ` eeeeh. . but noiz-san. . ’      he whined similar to a child.      ` still, noiz-san! don’t you think that will be exciting? we should go! ’

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  starter call !

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[notsangwoo]

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helveticaraiser.

   “ Alright, I shall call you Clear. It is a pleasure to become your friend. ” 

   HELVETICA smiled, her engines whirring with joy. She was beginning to grow a little hot, which was something she was advised not to do. But how was she supposed to handle it? Despite risking the chance of overheating, she enjoyed the feeling to some extent. 

   “ My name is often shortened to Helvetica, but since we are friends, I will allow you to call me Hel. ”

     sounds of elation bubbled up in his throat, from hums to a giggle that slightly slipped out. clear was absolutely radiant with positive vibes overflowing to the brim.     ` yes! ’     an agreement joyfully spoke.     ` hel-san will be my very best friend! ’     hands clasped to add more of an upbeat ending to his statement.

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voidsung.

            Were he any other, she would perhaps tense in this situation, take on a guarded tone, leave the walls around her heart fortified. She has come to accept him as a constant, comforting presence in her life (one of very few), however, thus her demeanor is entirely expectant when he makes his presence known ( he never did fail to find her when she slipped away to solitude / seemed to know all of her ‘hiding spots’ like his own name ). Only when a final, prolonged note finally wanes to a close and her lids drift open would she address him, voice soft, lilting —– 

            ` ——Thank you … care to join me? ` A delicate gesture of a partially gloved hand beckons him forth to take his place beside her, ` It’s been a while since we’ve done a duet. `

     he had stood just a close bit away, close enough to be heard but far enough to hide and admire. clear was an audience of one, but held the adoration of hundreds. hands held routine hesitance as they lifted the mask away from his face. had she had been anyone else, clear would never dare reveal his face. even so nerves still wracked his confidence to promptly push aside such insecurities.

        ` it really has been a while -- ’     a dreamy tone of reminiscence let his words float. with a few twigs snapping beneath his feet, fallen leaves cracking, clear sat beside her.      ` ah! can we sing the jellyfish song today? ’

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clear will u adopt me? -kaneki

    aah!! he’d love to! come here so he can give you a big bear hug ♡